Since Facebook keeps predicting I'd have a baby this year.
I begged Austin. And finally he agreed. We
decided to take the plunge.
Our friend Loni wished really hard for us. That's her rubbing the genie's lamp.
Austin and I had a baby. A
Dutch baby. (Not that one.)
That one.
And it tasted GOOD.
Oh, Emun Elliott, if I could have you, what would you do with me?
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